Life is very difficult,
Since the beginning, Fikri has been used to living alone. He faced everything alone, without family, not even friends, no one cared about him. Fikri is currently 28 years old, works as a manual worker or construction worker. It was a painful life for Fikri, his life was so empty and full of sadness, missing his family who had left him forever.
Even though his life is not very luxurious, Fikri can still provide for himself. Every day Fikri goes through his routine, where he works very hard from exercising in the morning, going to work as a construction worker, until coming home late at night, and Fikri continues to do this.
"Hmph… It's really tiring, my life feels empty." express Fikri thoughts with an empty heart and an empty mind.
"Until when? How long will I live this miserable life?"
At that time Fikri was working overtime, even though his mind was in a mess, he continued to work until late at night in order to buy a house and open his own shop, so that he could enjoy his old age. It was getting late; Fikri was still continuing his work with several other workers.
"Ugh... so tired, when will this all be over."
"Hey, Fikri! "Come on, hurry up and lift those bricks!... you're taking too long, kid, if we don't hurry, we'll be working overtime tomorrow morning." Another worker said irritably at Fikri.
"Ah yes, sorry... I took a short break because I was a little tired." Fikri with a pale face as he wiped the sweat from his forehead.
Then they moved quickly to finish their work, but without them realizing it was approaching midnight. Fikri rushed after almost finishing all his work on the 3rd floor. When he was finished, he immediately went down to the ground floor by passing the hanging ladder or scaffolding used for the building project work.
Immediately, Fikri did not realize that the hanging ladder was in a condition where the bolts were not strong enough; without paying attention to this, he slowly descended. However, one of the handrails broke and caused Fikri to fall from the third floor to the ground or first floor.
"Brak!"
The sound of someone's body falling downwards was heard by all the other workers. They rushed to call an ambulance and perform the first rescue. However, at that time Fikri was still a little conscious, imagining his life for the last time.
"Hey kid!... don't faint yet! hey... hey…" All the workers tried to help Fikri stay conscious and help him while waiting for the ambulance.
"Ugh... damn!... is this my last attempt? I… I haven't even had time to buy a house yet! and what's even sadder, I don't even have a girlfriend in my life!" Said Fikri, full of regret with little awareness and pain.
Suddenly the world felt dark, the blood in his head that continued to flow made his mind think that all the workers who were helping him seemed blurry and even their voices were increasingly inaudible.
"Ugh... this is… the end of… my life."
Fikri also met his death; he died full of regret.
After falling, for some reason Fikri woke up with a body that was so foreign to him. He felt that his body was so light, but also weak. When Fikri tried to move, he realized that his body was much smaller than before.
"Ha? what… what happened?"
His mind was confused and confused by the incident he was experiencing.
Then, Fikri tried to look up, he saw the ceiling with dirty wood, the surrounding air felt cold and damp, very different from the city air which he usually felt was full of pollution. At that moment, a faint noise was heard from outside, like the sound of a busy market. Fikri also tried to remember what happened the last time he did this. Suddenly he remembered that he was working, then came down from the hanging ladder, and fell to the first floor with his head bleeding profusely.
"Aren't I dead?"
While holding his panicked and shocked face at what his mind experienced.
Her hands are so small, her face feels smooth, and her hair is long and messy. He scrambled to find something he could use to see his reflection. In the corner of the room there was a cracked mirror. With difficulty he walked over and looked at his reflection.
At that moment, what he saw was no longer Fikri, but a 7-year-old boy with blue eyes and messy black-brown hair.
"Damn... this... this isn't me!"
He was increasingly confused about what had happened to him.
At that moment, memories of his current self suddenly appeared, flooding his head.
The child's name is Aria Veridian. He is an orphan living in the Slum District, trying to survive at all costs. Meanwhile, this world is not Earth, but a place filled with Magic, Swordsmanship, Monsters and large Kingdoms and Empires that compete with each other to gather power. This world is also filled with ancient ruins or so-called Dungeons, and also a Gate where many creatures from other dimensions suddenly appear that can destroy several cities.
However, what is worse than all this is that Aria has similarities in his life with Fikri in his previous life. Aria lives alone, both of his parents have died since Aria was little, and he doesn't even have a friend.
However, there was one thing he realized clearly,
"Whether it's a Fikri or an aria, in my life this time... I will change my damn fate!"
"Live a comfortable life, build a house of my own, and…in this life, I will make sure I have a girlfriend! ha ha ha….haaa…"
While clenching his fists, Aria's eyes were full of passion for survival, and he had a big goal of not regretting his second life this time.
After several days, Aria slowly adjusted to this world. The name of this world is Elgiora, the world is very large and has the feel of magnificent buildings like the Middle Ages. Currently on the 15th, 3rd month of the Elgioran calendar, Aria is trying to change his life by working like in his previous life. He also wandered around the slum districts to gain more information about how this world worked. This world has currencies Aurum (Gold Coins), Argentum (Silver Coins), and Cuprum (Copper Coins). Currently, Aria, who works in the slum district, gets 50 Cuprum every day, while 1 Aurum is equal to 100 Argentum, and 1 Argentum is equal to 100 Cuprum.
Therefore, Aria must collect at least 1000 Aurum or around 1 million Cuprum as much as possible to survive for the next few years and also save for his future targets. Aria is currently 7 years old, and at the age of 13 he wants to enter an academy, so that he has a good education and can live comfortably for a while. Apart from kingdoms and empires, this world also has 5 large academies, one of which is the Vakenholt Academy which Aria will one day occupy, and the Great Guild as a balance to this world from the power struggles of kingdoms and empires. Aria fought hard to get into the academy.
"Okay! I have to work harder."
"For the sake of getting into the academy and living comfortably for a while."
Express Aria's thoughts and heart with passion and full planning.
Aria's initial journey and new life begins!